Parents, who us? No...having a baby is one of those things that happens to other families and to other people. The fact that Shannon is a mother, which makes me a father, is difficult to grasp and yet family is exactly what is happening to us now. There is no denying a crying infant, poopy diapers, spitups, and the effects of compromised sleep, and still at times it is almost impossible to believe that she is real, so perfect, helpless and beautiful.. We feel like we are living in a pause, a fragil moment wherein this new reality cannot possibly last. When we are shaken from our dreams it is usually to a hugry infant or a dirty diaper at 3am, and somehow this is exactly as things are supposed to be.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Week One
Parents, who us? No...having a baby is one of those things that happens to other families and to other people. The fact that Shannon is a mother, which makes me a father, is difficult to grasp and yet family is exactly what is happening to us now. There is no denying a crying infant, poopy diapers, spitups, and the effects of compromised sleep, and still at times it is almost impossible to believe that she is real, so perfect, helpless and beautiful.. We feel like we are living in a pause, a fragil moment wherein this new reality cannot possibly last. When we are shaken from our dreams it is usually to a hugry infant or a dirty diaper at 3am, and somehow this is exactly as things are supposed to be.
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3 comments:
I love these photos - you guys look like you're doing exactly what you should be doing during this early weeks: surviving and trying to savor every moment :)
The pictures are wonderful! Aurora is absolutely beautiful! And I love the name, by the way. I'm sure you two are great parents.
Crazy huh! Hang in there. It won't be long until you get some sleep. Like two years! LOL
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